Listen to my teary soul's song
That longs for the touch of your love
That craved for your touch for too long
Like rain in drought from up above
Hear my pleading, fill my hunger
For my soul only cries for you
My soul is aching hereunder
Longing for true love like you do
Touch my soul, quench my thirst
My throat dries crying for you
For, in my life, you are my first
I hope that you feel the same way too
Pick a title vol. 42 poetry contest
4th place
Categories:
hereunder, cry,
Form: Rhyme
I looked at the skies which made me wonder, of all the beauty that glows hereunder
At daybreak life was so still, I felt calm and so peaceful
And as the sun rays reflected upon the earth, nature revealed itself naked
In those moments my mind was so clear, I contemplated Gods grace and his mercy
I looked around in wonder and realized, that we are only a part of this creation
In God I do trust and if not, I will be in damnation
God gave us life and good health God gave us his love and all this wealth
He gave us hope and took the fear, he made our worries disappear
To him alone I moderate and all his gifts appreciate
Who am I to judge his call, I’m just another ignorant soul
I hear these words ring in my ear, if not recited will disappear
“ARE WE TOO BLIND TO SEE ALL THESE GIFTS”
Spare me the trouble and all the ache, there is a God, make no mistake
Saleh Ben Saleh
Categories:
hereunder, blessing, confidence, creation, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
My mind traveled in Casablanca
to witness a tale of love.
Heart that yearns, desiderata,
pleads to heaven up above.
Give me one more chance for loving.
Quench the drought of this crave,
for I so longed of having
the heart that once absconded.
I've seen princess Anastasia
proving her rights for crown,
heading her way to Russia
amidst darkness of the dawn.
Her mind was blur like fleeting
but her beauty was overflowing.
Her charm like a stream was oozing,
sending waves of sting
Capricorn hereunder
could you tell me what's the matter?
For my heart gravely falters,
tame the shakes and all the shivers.
I toured the avenues of her soul
and plunged my heart in her dungeon.
Her beauty I so adore
enslaves me like a pigeon.
But freedom I detest
for paradise is her fortress.
Her fairest skin like milk
shines so bright to light the darkness.
Categories:
hereunder, appreciation, beauty, inspiration, love,
Form: Free verse
IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part ***
IF you pull a long querulous face
At the way Life makes you dire pay
For doubts and questions slaps your face
Fear keeps you from getting out-of-here
If you pull a long-damned face
Why woes and wails end not today
At your meek efforts scoffs the face
E'en Man-made-Laws prolong delay
If you keep pulling that angst-long face
Your duties to dear-ones holds you prey
Hereunder parcours written on tortured face
Corridor of Fortune mid Mother-Father ear
If you then can pull this long-stretched face
Cheek-bone nose shape Fa-ling lines down ear
Snub-nosed Socrates quaffed hemlock in disgrace
Contours of Fate circulate face year by lunar year
So if you must pull a long DNA mirror-face
Hide plastic surgery face under mask or clay
How long Bushmen took to Chinese their race
Yet let the few alter Nature through fore-play
© T. Wignesan - Paris, February 6, 2019
Categories:
hereunder, death, environment, fate, fear,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Hereupon
I hear a song
Hereunto I embrace the near of dawn
Hereunder I ponder long
Herewith birds to sing the strong
Heroic verse
I'm a hero
I don't need to rehearse
Hero worship gone wrong
Being a hero can make things worse
Been a hero so long
It's a heroic curse
A hero now withdrawn
Becoming perverse
Heroic heroin and no nurse
Categories:
hereunder, art, nonsense, repetition,
Form: Rhyme
For each of us, a common wonder
Where goes our soul when our bodies lie hereunder.
What happens to our eternal soul
Where on earth does it go.
Some say it simply dies with us,
some say it fades away to dust,
Some think that eternity is absurd
Of all these things I am sure you've heard.
As for myself, I do believe
That there is a Heaven Yes Indeed!
Where goes our souls to live forever
to bring our families back together.
Where is it then? Many do ask.
High above the mountain caps?
Or under water deep in the sea.
Is another place, could be!
Heaven is a very special place
Filled with love, happiness and grace.
Trying to figure where it is found
I say simply look around.
Perhaps Heaven is not a destination
Not a fantasy or invention
Not a place at all you see
It exists in everything.
It lives inside a child's face
it lives in your favorite place
It exists everywhere you feel joy
In little girls and little boys
For heaven is a state of mind
Eternal life is what you find
When you have lived to help another
To find his joy and to others
Heaven is not just for death
It's for life and happiness
If everyday you have shared love
Then your Heaven fits you like a glove!
Categories:
hereunder,
Form: Rhyme